transform me

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transform me
perform in me
the work of the ages
brings me to high places

falling here
draw me near
open hands imploring
open heart adoring

transform me
left to my own devices
they fail me
seeking out the wisest
but waiting

just like the wheat
dies, buried
harvest complete
and I'm carried
transform me
perform in me
the work of the ages
brings me to high places

falling here
draw me near
open hands imploring
open heart adoring

transform me

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